I have been thinking about two topics recently in light of personal experiences and conversations I have had with numerous people such as family, friends, and fellow students.

These two topics I plan on writing MY OWN PERSONAL RESPONSES to:

“Surviving 2017 in the Trump Era”….did anyone really survive? and how do I feel now that 2017 is coming to an end. This will be my own little synopsis of how my year has gone including my reflections on the insanely horrifying events that have happened this year…so far… in American.

“Combating the quote-unquote Brainwashed College Student Theory” this has been a reoccurring conversation that has been happening between me and my family. I found this theory (as I am going to call it) to be more laughable than a serious issue to address. But after talking to other students in my Major (English, the Humanities) and doing a bit of research on my own, it appears that this little theory is a persistent issue that conservative parents and families have been “dealing with” for a very long time in America.

My responses will be posted by the end of this year so keep a lookout. I would also love to hear about any experiences that college students have had dealing with this “brainwashed liberal” thing. I find it an interesting little concept that now aides in dividing families and the nation even more than it has been this year.

This is also me lighting a candle in my own little lighthouse in this continuous storm, is there anybody out there with similar thoughts?

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Here’s the first of many weekly Flash Fiction pieces I will be posting on my blog. All pieces will have less than 150 words.

(word count approx: 110)

The Cup

by

Alina Happy Hansen

The dog barks at the sound of the mail man shuffling onto the porch. Marie walks into the kitchen, the coffee maker almost done gurgles the last bits of hot water and spits out the hot black nectar. She pours herself a cup and listens to the dog walking through the house. There is something a little hard, a little chewy in her mouth. She sighs, frustrated, getting rinds in her coffee again? Marie dumps out the rest of her cup into the sink, her stomach turns. The dead washed up body of a giant spider lays lifeless in a pool of coffee slowly dripping down the drain, a leg missing.

THE END

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It’s been raining all week. Nice weather, I like it very much. Currently reading about four books simultaneously on different things, fiction and poetry books. Also listening to Lady Gaga’s latest album Joanne (2016).

Cannot see the sun,

the blood in my mouth bubbles over my lips

and my mind swims in the dark. Twisting

thoughts and reminiscing about days

that never happened. You turn up and turn down

the music. I am angry and want nothing more

than a beat and voice to keep me going.

Life isn’t all dances and fun. There’s

heartache too.

oh well, never thought you’d be so rigid

about things like that.

Feel the dust in the air rise, right before it rains

right before a peel of thunder, shakes the house

with you and me inside.

I cannot see the sun anymore,

all I want is my music on a dark rainy day

give that to me, would you?

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It’s only Tuesday and it feels like the end of the week for me. I often take into account the weather when I start my daily writing. I try to work through my environment before writing on other subjects. Also, listening to: Veruca Salt, Album: Ghost Notes (2015)

SPECULATIVE POETRY

Daytime with night sky and thunder

overhead. Trying to keep myself warm

with coffee and electric ideas that

shimmer under the surface of my mind.

Twisting words into sentences, chiseling

and carving out a paragraph takes an

entire day. It’s raining and I am attempting

to connect thoughts with reality. The bitterness

in the back of my throat, music keeps me going,

words are only tools. Use your tools wisely.

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